Introductions discussion

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I’d like to take a moment to introduce myself, as I’m new here. My wife and I have been living the chastity lifestyle for several years now. We’ve embraced this life together and settled into what we call a “never inside” relationship. There are two primary reasons for this arrangement.

Firstly, it’s how she prefers things; frankly, penetrating sex doesn’t offer her much benefit. She reaches climax primarily through external stimulation. Secondly, I have always been a persistent lover with a tendency to finish quickly. But more importantly, I have a strong predisposition toward BIID (Body Integrity Identity Disorder). My desire goes beyond basic chastity—I want to be fully impotent and disabled.

This includes restrictions on both continence and mobility. My wife is happy for me to occupy this role. Over the years, we’ve found a balance that works well for us both. “FLR” (Female Led Relationship) plays a significant part in our dynamic, along with some secondary BDSM elements.

In our home, we have two extra rooms dedicated to storing our specialized attire. My wife decides what I wear beneath my everyday clothes and whether I should simply use diapers or require a catheter with a leg bag. The chastity belt is always from the manufacturer My-steel, custom-fitted for me.

I adore my wife; she turns me on immensely. Seeing her in that state makes me incredibly excited. Our intention was clear: I would become impotent. We’ve selected the necessary medications, and I am now voluntarily disabled sexually. This highlights my handicapped role even more because while my mind remains completely horny, my penis lies totally limp between my legs.

My wife enjoys watching me suffer, but she also delights in seeing me struggle to satisfy her using our sex toys. I feel genuinely disabled, which is exactly what I want as someone with BIID. After a session of sexual play, I often finish without an orgasm, leaving only some watery fluid behind. It’s quite different from the full orgasms I experienced before starting medication.

Now, I can penetrate my wife using either a strap-on penis prosthesis or by relying on dildos and other toys. I essentially serve as the holder for her artificial penis and toy. Through my chastity belt, my wife controls my complete sexlessness. It feels like an endless cycle because I no longer cum in the traditional way. The reality is that I am no longer a “real” man.

To explain what led us to this extreme form of chastity, here are a few definitions (feel free to skip them if they seem too detailed):

I have BIID and belong to the groups Abasiophilia, Pretender, and Wannabe. My wife is also part of the Abasiophilia group and identifies as a devotee.

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Abasiophilia: A psychosexual attraction to people with impaired mobility, particularly those who use orthopedic aids like leg braces, spinal supports, or wheelchairs.

The Pretender: Someone so attracted to the state of disability that they feel compelled to act out a disabled lifestyle in some way, even if only occasionally. They may purchase or create accessories such as crutches, leg braces, or wheelchairs and enact their fantasy of being disabled. Often this is done privately at home, though bolder pretenders might venture into public spaces.

The Wannabe: For the wannabe, occasional pretending isn’t enough; they feel an overwhelming need to be truly disabled. Life feels incomplete unless they become full members of the physically disabled community. Leg braces often serve as outward symbols of this inner identity struggle until the disabled state is achieved.

The Devotee: Takes an almost obsessive interest in observing disabled people. While many are too shy to actively stalk their objects of affection, it’s often done quietly enough that neither the subject nor the general public notices immediately.

BIID (Body Integrity Identity Disorder): A psychological condition where a healthy individual feels they were meant to be disabled. Sufferers feel uncomfortable with certain body parts (like limbs) and believe removing or disabling them will relieve their discomfort. They may pretend to be disabled in both private and public settings, viewing their natural state as strange or unnatural.

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In our daily reality, this means I sit in a wheelchair as a handicapped man—a role I have chosen voluntarily for years. I am completely impotent due to the voluntary use of Androcure and Edronax medications. Additionally, I’ve worn a permanent catheter for over five years, which has reduced my bladder volume significantly. I can no longer hold urine effectively.

I am now fully incontinent, requiring between 5 and 7 diapers per day.

Because my penis is flaccid, soft, wet, and impotent, it’s not suitable for play, so I continue to wear the chastity belt as a clear statement from my wife. She determines when we undergo our thorough twice-weekly washings (which she performs herself). I am forbidden from touching my own genitals, effectively becoming a no-sex being—though I still retain all feelings and excitement.

A few times a year, I receive manual massage with my eyes closed. However, nothing much happens physically: there’s no erection and only a very minor orgasm that is barely perceptible in the head and body. Only a trickle of watery liquid escapes.

For prostate health precautions, I also receive anal dildo massages every six weeks. These produce no orgasm at all; just some extra fluid from my incontinent penis.

My wife’s preference leans toward strong vibrators. My role is simply to provide the toys for her enjoyment. She decides whether she plays alone or if I get to watch.

What embarrasses me most, and reinforces my submissive, weak position, is when she undresses morning or evening while I admire her figure in classic underwear. I can stroke and touch the smooth, solid materials, going crazy with excitement yet feeling truly locked up—not just physically, but completely chaste. It feels right; it’s how I wanted to be. I am exactly as my wife would have me.

Please feel free to ask us anything you wish.

Best wishes, Frank